I do enjoy Yerba Maté, this is my simple set up, with many thanks to @opticnoodle for the cup/gourd, works a treat. Give me great memories of our time in Patagonia.
Squeaks, repeated cold nose poking and vigorous wagging – bang, bang, bang – that rocks the bed. That is how I get woken up in the morning. It is either potty or hunger that wakes her up. Depending on how much the need is, I can delay it about 30 min, by lifting up the duvet, because she does like a cuddle and a lie in 🙂
A frozen bench bench on the canal.
A happy dog is a wet dog. All we have to say is “Go, swim” and plop she is in the drink.
Snap taken by my co-photographer Peli.
Chains at Dunbar Harbour. Every time I see big chains like these, I think about Isambard Kingdom Brunel. Not a month goes by when I see something that he had his fingers in … did he build Britain?
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Oh, they had! Steak and potato pie with mushy peas and gravy, now that is pub grub, it went down nicely with a pint of ale 🙂
At the end of August we were enjoying a pub lunch with a log fire. Good food and a ale next to this is very enjoyable.
About six years ago, I asked her to marry me and gave her a Haribo ring. Which she promptly ate while laughing away.
About six weeks ago, she said “G’wan then, why not?!”.
About six minutes ago, we became Mr Peli and Mrs Woolly.
Inspired by the Viking runes carved into the chamber walls of the stone age tomb at Maeshowe, Orkney. This ring reads ‘Enduring Strength Unity’ in runes.
Rings by Sheila Fleet
I love water, I’m a “vand hund”*, it has to be real water as in the ocean, river or a lake. Just can’t get the same feeling in a swimming pool. As I grew up and we went to the beach in the summer, my mum had to hold me back so that she could apply my sun cream, as I would be straight in the drink.
I was always jealous of other dog owners who had a dog that they could play with in the sea. None of mine wanted to go, even if you threw in their favourite toy. Just stayed on the shore, barely got their paws wet. Only time we could get a mutt in the drink was if we all went in, and then they reluctantly waded in with us. But as soon as one of us looked like we were heading out of the water, they were right back on to our bath towels.
Enter Tilley, a proper “vand hund”* (what we in Denmark call anyone who loves to play/swim). Most of the time we don’t have to say “go swim” before she is in. For some reason when it is salt water, she loves to put her nose – well, whole head – right in and breathe out. Fresh water she just swims in it or drinks it.
Ha! A friend did a little thing to this …
The Craven Arms in Appletreewick are so kind to have a place to rest your weary feet after a long walk on the Dales way. Oh and good ales too 🙂
Can’t walk our mutt Tilley past water, without her having to have a dip. Well we taught her that swimming was good for her, by taking her to 10 hydrotherapy classes for her bad legs. Best part is that when she gets home she sleeps for the rest of the day.
But would Dale Cooper say – Damn fine coffee! And hot! – to a cuppa from here?
You can’t have a show without showing off your vegetables, I wonder if they do drug/fertilizer testing on the produce. Didn’t see testing/bite marks in the spuds, onions etc. Didn’t stay around to see who the overall winner would be. Which could only be the Lego sets…
If we could harvest the processed sugar effect/energy in kids, I wonder how much fossil fuel we actually need … hmmm … the things makes go … 🙂
This nose belongs to one of the few foster dogs, we had over the last half a year. I manage to snap this one while he was sunning himself in the back yard. Between chewing my shoe or digging up our plant pots. Click over here to read about our other foster dogs.
We picked this little 7 month old girl up from the Dogs Trust today. She is called Tilley and is a Border Collie cross with something. She is going to keep us entertained for many years to come and you my dear reader as there will be plenty of photos coming of her 🙂
If you want to read more about her life here and see many more photos – go fetch here – http://woofy.woollypigs.com
Wienerbrød or as it is know in the rest of the world – Danish pastry. Which is really Viennoiserie (French etymological sense: “things of Vienna”) pastry.
Just like Guinness Wienerbrød can’t travel, the versions of pastry you get outside Denmark that calls itself Danish pasty is edible but is not fluffy, crispy, light and utterly deliciously tasty. We have travelled the world been to some very good bakeries in Melbourne, Portland and London and even Solvang in California a Danish town with a Danish bakery did some good pastry but nothing like wienerbrød.
I have been away from Denmark for many years so have somewhat become used to the lesser. So when visiting Denmark like we did last week, where we were in Copenhagen, we just had to try one or two, didn’t we numnumnum 🙂
In the future will we be using our iPads and Kindles for wallpaper or to wrap our fish and chips in them?
Yes, I had help with this photograph, or rather I threw the camera at my beautiful assistant, so that I could go on the bouncing pillow. I might soon be an old Git (Oi, quiet there at the back!!), anything that I can go and bounce on, swing on or slide* on and I can’t stop my inner child.
*) Just do check the width of the slide at the bottom before you go on it. Let’s just say that I walked in pain for the rest of the day after I got wedge at the end of a long slide… 🙂
This reminded me of a church in the UK which had an advertising campaign on quite a few billboards in London. One of them asked “If you could ask God one thing, what would that be?” And someone had written on the poster: “Dinosaurs?”
This is Sancha the dog whom we have been walking or rather she has been walking us on some of the many trails around Portland.
It’s harvest time, get your crops in before the frost arrives.
We have been accepted into Lucy’s fan club. A wonderful dog that got our friend running around in circles and buying new toys all the time.
Breakfast bbq with Danissssssssh bacon, remember that TV ad?
Yes, I know a few days behind, but hey we are talking cake here 🙂
At our 4th of July picnic we were spoiled for choice on the cake front, which is nice when you are cyclist.
One good thing about cycle touring is that you have a very good reason for testing out the local food. If you should find yourself in Fort Bragg, California, do stop by at Cafe One on the main drag. And don’t worry vegans you actually along with the veggies have more choice than the carnivores at this place. Peli spend fair good time trying to pick and I had little choice for once.
This is probably my favourite director of all time. Every time I watch one of his films I get sucked in, the music, acting, etc makers it hard for me to turn away. This photo was taken in honour of my great friend MWP, thanks for the laugh, smiles and good times, may there be many more to come.
On 4th of July I spotted this group of friends playing cards, I wonder if this was a good hand?
This is what we have to eat after a day in the saddle, Peli’s wonderful cooking, definitely food worth cycling for!
In a cemetery Onaisin in Chile on Tierra del Fuego.
Who was killed by Indians
on 20th of July 1898
With no disrespect to the family, but I wonder if he was totally blame free. From what I read about the first white people to this island, lets just say they were not all that nice – Selknam Genocide where people were paid per dead.
I think that with a bit of wax and a hammer to get the odd dent out we can get this car up and running in no time.
Great British pastime: go to the seaside or park and sit in a deck chair. These deck chairs at Lynton, North Devon, were empty, even though hiring one was a bargain at £1 for the whole day.
The owner of this ice cream must be well gutted.
I went to Camden Food Market last Monday for the first time in a long time. I should go there again to take some more photos.
I spotted this dead fly in the window the other day and it made me think of the movie The Fly. I can remember when I saw the first trailers for it how scary they were since we only got to hear this “Don’t be afraid. Be very afraid” just after we had heard a fly flying around the dark theatre. And that was it until next week when we got to see more of the trailer, brilliant set up for a great movie. Though I think if I watch it today it will be a bit dated.
Yesterday post was delayed because it was lovely Peli’s birthday. Plenty of cake was the order of the day 🙂 Yes there is is only five candles on the cake but you do not ask a lady her age.
I have just spent a few days in Denmark where we went to the main attraction in Copenhagen, Tivoli. A fairground, come park, in the heart of Copenhagen. A brilliant place to spend the day plenty of things to do for kids of every age. Trills, screams, ice cream, flower was the theme of the day.
Simply just a photograph of a fire, just because I love it.
But which one ?
This is my oldest bit of LEGO, Slaske. Slaske is a Danish word for dangling, flopping or the like. The reason is that his legs became very loose over the years. As you can see he lost a leg in his hard life on duty with me. I’m pretty sure that Leika, my dog at the time, had a little nibble too over the years.
One thing that all cyclist have in common is the offerings they do. In hope that we can keep the fairies away. So watch this space, since I have probably jinxed it now.
My question is, is this a nude LEGO?
How do you feel today, what face do you put on in the morning, who are we?
This is a little teaser to what to come, a total rip off from Martina Egli fantastic photo and idea. Ok as you can see it is not the same subject, but it is something I have spent a lot of time with in my life and still enjoy tremendously.
It is the co-founder of woollypigs.com’s birthday today. Though he does not hang out much here, he is here in spirit. So this pint is my virtual pint with him. Hope you had a great day with your family, mate.
Oh yes happy St. Patrick’s day too.
This is my companion and true friend, Bamse. The amount of times I have cried into his fake fur, thrown him over the house and played hide and seek with him, is uncountable.
I got him before I was born and he have never left my sight. Would love to take him with cycle touring but I’m to scared that he would get stolen or damaged, well he is getting on a bit 🙂
Over the years my mum and even myself have sown his arms and legs back on, along with giving him new glass eyes. His nose was lost for good a long time ago, his fur is wearing rather thin in many places. And what was once white is more grey.
He might look a little rough around the edges but he is not a “dirty old rag” as Peli’s mum proclaimed.
This photo was taken in New Zealand not many miles from Dunedin. On every campsite we visited there was a sign saying, do not feed the ducks. And on every campsite we had a least one couple waddling around. The Ma Quack walking in front taking the lead, with Pa Quack around two feet behind. Ma Quack was rather bossy, this one even tried to nick Peli’s ice cream. Where Pa Quack was more shy and hanged back all the time. You could clearly see who was wearing the trousers in the family Quack.
The reason for why I post this photo, is that we have a couple of Quacks here where we live. I spotted them last year waddling around on the playground. This year they are back waddling around on the garage roof and green areas. I wonder why they have pick our neck of the woods and not one of the parks or even the river near by.
The thing that stands out with this couple, is that there is no “boss” in this relationship like the ones in NZ.
At a festival in France I found this lady playing with her fire poi. I think she was meditating while doing it. As her face was very still with the same expression. Only rocking forward and back while staring at a one point all the time.
I wonder if this was her zen moment.